“We can’t make any progress if you don’t want to open up, Danny honey.”
That was another thing. “Fine,” she said and got up. Dan had no idea what to say. “It’s fine. “Did you…penetrate Chris or something?”
“No, not me-”
“Oh.” She looked disappointed. Now, hit me.”
“No,” he pouted. “Um, Doctor Brooks?”
“Call me Gwen, Danny,” she reminded him, wiping a stray eyelash off his face. Make her uncomfortable for making you uncomfortable. “Oh shit,” he said, cheek squished against the carpet. Eventually she released him and he wobbled to his chair. This was totally crazy. Slap her tit,” she laughed. Brooks was stripping. “Ready to hit me now?”
“No,” he wheezed. Until this past week. Her pubes were trimmed in a triangle above her pussy. She kind of…squeezed my boner through my jeans a few times while she was making fun of me.”
“Good!” Dr.